Prologue

Islington, London, England

December 23rd 1970

I feel I should inform you that many years ago growing up it was always the same when I looked out my window but this day was one I would never forget and not just because it was my the first holiday home during my first year.

It was a dark December morn cold, crisp cotton snow blanketed the roads, frost cob webbed window panes glittered in the Royal blue sky, There was no sound, no cars rushing on hard blackened tar, no people walking whispering hushed conversations to their neighbours over the hedges, no dogs howling to the sky. No one knew what was about to happen as the world slept blissfully in their warm cosy beds. Violet and grey mist swirled and sparkled the frigid air warmed and crackled as the mist grew.

Unsurprisingly for you to hear I'm sure I was awake, awake in the cold dreary house that I had to call my home well until I moved out that is but for now I was sat upon my windowsill in the dark ominous house that no one could see. Looking out the window waiting for the sun to rise, sighing dejectedly I began to wonder if I should go see if my younger brother was awake or not. Regulus my little brother was what many people called a 'chip off the old block' it was probably due to him being so much like my parents. You see if you haven't figured it out yet well clearly your not a Ravenclaw now are you? Sorry couldn't help it at any rate I am Sirius Orion Black the third. Yeah I know what a stupid name eh?

My best friends James, Remus and Peter oh my merlin we have a lot of fun pranking people. I can't yet explain it but when I'm with James I get a little weird like a strange fuzzy feeling in my stomach, almost like I've swallowed loads of butterflies, my throat closes almost like its been stuck with sticky, gooey, honey and my head starts buzzing and I go dizzy.

I often wondered if perhaps James and I would perhaps mean more to each other eventually or rather I hoped we would. That silly little muggle born Evans would never understand him not like I can but then again James seems to think that the frail, boring little girl was the most beautiful girl he ever met, she really wasn't though. I mean alright her eyes are beautiful but only because I don't think there is a single wizarding family that exists with bright, glistening emerald eyes like hers but then again I didn't see any of her family with those same eyes.

A floorboard outside of my bedroom door creaked, obviously someone was awake as far as I was concerned though I didn't care as long as it wasn't that stupid house elf of ours Kreacher. I decided it in that moment I wouldn't sit and wait for my brother I would just get up and leave my room, as I stood I could feel my legs stiffen in protest to the sudden movement, crossing the plush dark grey carpeted floor I reached the varnished black doors sparkling silver handle.

Opening it I discovered my father was stood before me, now this may surprise you however my father and I actually had quite a good relationship where as I always felt my mother resented my mere existence my father tried what he could to give me and my brother a good childhood without my mothers knowledge which I suppose wasn't easy to do. My father in my belief looked conflicted almost as if he wished to tell me something but knew he shouldn't at least not near my mother it's not she scared him I don't think she could ever scare him no, I believe it was because he worried for my brother and I. As we stood staring at each other my father seemed to of decided to merely remain quiet, he sighed shook his head and walked away from me and you see I would soon discover that it would be what my father would remain to do through out those remaining years at number 12. He would merely sigh and walk away from me, his eldest son, his dog star until I finally decide I had enough and ran away.

West Country, England

February 29th 1980

I had gone to James once again, our relationship over the years had changed considerably even though he "married Lily Evans" it simply wasn't the case in fact it was a rouse so we could hide our biggest secret yet – our own marriage. Evans stated quite awhile ago now that most muggles are against such relationships that's not to say that she was of course because she isn't. We weren't our marriage hiding from the wizarding world because they didn't agree with it no, we were hiding it because of Voldemort as we knew he would use against one another.

So as I sat in front of fire that was glowing softly upon the crackling wooden logs, embers slowly flickering and dying upon the black slate hearth, the soft velvety cream carpet warmed from the heat it gave. I looked up to see the man that I was in live with walk over to me with a smile on his beautiful face, his inky, jet black hair ruffled and mused like he just quite literally rolled out of bed. His Hazel eyes sparkled and danced with amusement but we knew what we were both thinking.

As I grinned I reached my hand out to his which he gave me, I loved James with all my heart, body and soul. I always told him to count the stars he always laughed said I was soft in the head I would chuckle and beg him to do it James would always shake his head and sigh saying there was too many to count I would tell him that I loved as much as there was as many stars in the sky.

Over the years our time together had ups and downs – a lot of downs may I add but my favourite ups would for be engraved in my mind including when James gave birth to our little prince Callix Orion Fleamont Black. He was so perfect inky hair like James in small soft, silky tufts his eyes were a beautiful seafoam blue, he was perfect from his tiny pale pink pudgy hands to his cute curled up little toes he was complete perfection and all because James and I had created him. Now though watching him play on the floor my handsome prince playing happily with his Quidditch players he was obsessed with that game not that I would ever complain that is my boy could want what ever he wanted and I would give in.

Callix my little Cal he just celebrated his fourth birthday now he had just been Spoiled rotten for Christmas especially by his godfather Remus who had bought him said Quidditch players including books on the sport and numerous memorabilia featuring Cal's favourite team well it's my favourite team too - Puddlemere United. Now tonight James and I would tell him the special news we had for him he would no longer be an only child as of next year we would have two little princes my little hero's.

As you see after telling Callix he would be a big brother and after much screaming and jumping up and down clearly excited we would find out we would have another prince and then on the 31st of July 1980 we would have our little boy Hadrian Altair James Black although he was the Potter heir he was still a Black. He was just like his big brother with the most beautiful stunning eyes.

Whitehall, London, England

18th June 1996

Duelling with the likes of Bellatrix Lestrange was certainly not what Harry thought would happen today but then again he didn't expect his godfather to be used in a vision by stupid Voldemort honestly his expectations of the snake-man was lowering all the time in all honesty. Green, Red and Blue flashes of light were whizzing past his head as he duelled alongside Sirius, for a brief moment he thought ~I wonder if this is what dad and Sirius used to do when they were in the Order? Stood side by side duelling the enemy~ he almost laughed at that thought but as he glanced at Sirius he could see his concern for a second Harry himself let his guard down and almost got blasted into a wall.

"Harry!" Sirius shouted worried for his young son he raced to his side

"Sirius I'm fine really" Harry insisted he didn't like the expression on Sirius face he looked quite angry.

"You and your friends need to go back to the school Harry your too young to deal with this right now" he really didn't want his son near Bella or the other Death Eaters, he wouldn't be able to cope if he lost his son he lost two as it was not to mention he lost James. Losing Harry would kill him he was sure of it.

"What!? Sirius no I can help really I can do this" he protested, he had to do this what if Voldemort showed up? He couldn't lose Sirius to him he lost enough to him as it was.

The only thing that ever bothered Sirius was until the past summer he kept thinking of Harry as his godson but he knew, he just knew the whole time that Harry was Hadrian his son his little boy, well one of them any way. Somehow he would find Callix and Phineas and he would find James or James's body he wouldn't stop until he did.

He sighed "Harry please leave to us and go back to Hogwarts" as he dodged another spell from his ever so charming cousin Bellatrix ~honestly I thought she was one of the families best duellist this is just getting pathetic~ the longer the battle went on the more concerned Sirius became for his child, the more tired and weary he became.

"Hey Bella you ready to go to hell? I'm sure my mother can't wait to see you" he told her mockingly

"Oh I'm sure she will just love your company cousin dearest after all it will be you who will surely join her as the filthy disgusting little blood traitor you are" she sneered

Sirius gave out a bark like laugh "Oh yeah of course I forgot I'm the one who's a blood traitor guess what Trixie dear ... your bowing down to a filthy little Half-Blood tell me how's it feel to know your darling Lord never revealed that to you?" Sirius would never forget the look on her face.

She shrieked and stomped her foot " LIAR! YOU ARE A LIAR! HOW DARE YOU! CRUCIO!"

Dodging just in time the curse hit a pillar against the Veil instead ~bloody hell that was close~ he let a long relieved sigh. Determined not let her get away Sirius faced the enraged witch wand in hand.

" Ok now I'm done playing were finishing this once and for all" taking his stance thinking of only his three beautiful boys and his one true love Sirius centred himself but he wouldn't kill her.